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he could smell the coffee in his breath from the kiss. which was an upgrade from liquor, even quinlan was prepared to compare. β€œfeel like using that energy for good use? training maybe. a race?”
Caf. Someone had given him caf for the first time in . . . years, probably. He'd never been a big fan of it. "Warning shmarning!" He chuckled, before he wrapped an arm around him for a moment. (He couldn't stand still.)
β€œyeah, but you should at least give a warning first! but enough complaining.” a responded smooch was placed over eager brims once his own heartbeat stilled. this was certainly quite a change, whatever could have caused this…
He skidded to a halt, pecked Quinlan's cheek and then stood there for a moment, breathing heavily. "This works fine? This works more than fine!" He was grinning like an idiot. What in the Force's name was going on with him?
he (was) casually flaunting before a short crowd of people before being swiped away by who knows what, only for it to be kenobi. there must be an occasion. β€œthere are smoother ways to sweep me off my feet, but this works fine!”
Alright, he's thriving on adrenaline today, so no sleepy cuddles for @KIFFARSFINEST, but a Jedi who is running along him, grabbing his hand as he yeeted by.
β€œnot even one thing? quite a bold claim, obi…” a gruff chuckle arose from his throat at the sight of kenobi’s glee. if he of all people were merry then, what use was there worrying about anything?
A small smile, shaking his head in his amusement. " Oh, I know. Things got better from there. After almost dying a few times. And I got to learn a lot of things under Qui-Gon. I don't think I would ever change what happened, even if I went through the same struggle. "
β€œthere’s always time, even for a moment. i’m living proof aren’t i?” a wiggle of leathered digits to further emphasize. to learn, and to never repeat. that was the past the kiffar believed in. β€œyou’re doing just fine now, and that’s what matters. mission failedβ€” successfully.”
" As much as I still harbor anger at the other boy's actions, I was given a second chance by trying to prove myself to Qui-Gon. My last chance of being a Padawan. I still blew that. " He gives a dry laugh before clearing his throat. " But that's the past. No time to dwell. "
it wasn’t often quinlan found obi-wan reminiscent. those memories must have been something else, unfortunately, he didn’t have much to look fondly on. β€œwell, if i were there i’d give him hell. getting kicked out for you isn’t a bad trade…”
" Considering I had a bully at the temple that constantly tried getting me into more trouble? Yes. Sadly he did manage to get me kicked out ... " He gently takes the model, looking it over. A relic of old days -- where a dream of being a Jedi never had a shadow of doubt.
that shouldn’t be an issue, it comes with the territory. his focus should be on more serious things, like his squad.
β€œand fix, he did. that is, quite the mental image…you’re really proud of that, huh?” he returned the item with a scoff. part of him wanted to be annoyed by that proud smirk of his but, there was no chance in that happening. quin lost this round.
And there's the knowing smirk as he puts a hand out for his old model. " I never claimed to be the baddest kid at the temple, but I certainly got into trouble. I was just a kid with a need for amusement. Or rage got the best of me. Qui-Gon managed to fix that habit. "
☁︎︎/C O U G J -
uncharacteristically, he says. always did like the guy. there were some good advice given back then.
☁︎︎/πŸ₯ΉπŸ₯ΉπŸ₯ΉπŸ₯Ή
is totally staring at a fish tank because he wants to, not because he found space weed. ….HAHAHA-
someone seems exhausted. work piling up as always? he wouldn’t mind lending a hand.
almost two heartbeats in before a dimming glance fell over the other jedi, brows raised in surprise. quite honestly it was tame but for obiβ€” who would have known. β€œβ€¦i stand corrected.”
There's a small roll of the eyes as he crosses his arms, watching the other work. It was still fascinating to see his process. The Force allowed them to do amazing things, yet it still amazes him the full extent. He stays quiet -- despite the need to banter.
β€œit looks like i’ll need a shot after i touch it but, i’m glad you came around this time. let’s see what you got—” the jedi spoke while removing his glove, a smirk resting over his features until placing two digits over the head. hues began to glow ever slightly as focusβ€”
" Shockingly, I didn't have much in my Padawan years. I managed to keep one of these. " He pulls out a handmade Verpine fighter model. One that had seen better days. " Found it in some of my old things. "
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shifted; it’s memories and by association, kenobi’s.